Deep beneath the pines
In the woods were carved
The smoke puts out the fire
Your silhouette, it turns me mad
Deep beneath the pines
In the woods were carved
The smoke puts out the fire
Your silhouette, it turns me mad
(Tasted every place inside)
Deep beneath the pines
In the woods were carved
The smoke puts out the fire
Your silhouette, it turns me mad
The smoke puts out the fire
Your silhouette, it turns me mad
(Tasted every place inside)
